little angsty au fic idea but if aemond’s ruling in place of aegon, and possibly forever, he’ll need heirs. he orders for the lady rhaena to be brought from the vale to king’s landing so they can wed
ok Rhaemond prompt with Aemond and Jace not getting along and it's just messy messy messy
Lmao, it would be messy!
Rhaena sighed, watching the training yard. A tourney was coming up and so, many men were here training.
And Jace kept on getting into scrapes with Aemond. The older prince was a skilled fighter, perhaps having to work harder due to his one eye. Some underestimated him, but he had gained the respect of Cregan Stark after disarming him in a training session.
Jace still did not care, and that was why Baela was wiping blood from his brow after Aemond kicked him to the floor after disarming him.
"Oh, Jace!" Rhaena ran into the room, worried for him.
"I am well. Aemond is a prick." Jace assured, wincing as Baela cleaned up the small cut.
"Jace, you do provoke him at times." Baela conceded.
Baela looked at her sister, and Rhaena turned away from her scrutinizing gaze. She knew what she was asking without her having to say a word.
...
Rhaena walked down the long empty corridor of the Keep. She yelped, feeling her arm tugged harshly but was relieved when she fell against a familiar hard and warm chest and looked up at a smug Aemond who tucked her into an alcove, hiding them from view.
"You must stop doing that!" She scolded.
"I cannot resist. For someone who carries a dagger, your reactions are rather slow." Aemond said.
She kissed him gently. For a few moons, they had been in this secretive courtship and whilst they did not want to change so much of their behaviours, she did know Baela knew and therefore wanted to find some way for her love and her big sister to get along.
"Can you please be kinder to Jace?" She asked, and he rolled his eye, "I am not asking you to make complete peace with him, but you are rather brutal in training.
Aemond scoffed, "If he believes that is brutal, I pray he is not called for war, let alone a tourney."
"Baela and I have asked the same for Jace, and when we tell everyone our plans, I wish for as few obstacles as possible." Rhaena asked, "And you love me, do you not?"
"Of course I do." Aemond looked offended that she even questioned his devotion.
"Can you love me more than you hate him?" She asked.
"I love you more than anything." Aemond vowed, and then reluctantly nodded, "I shall try not to maim him."
Rhaena grinned and kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you, my heart." He nodded, giving her a small smile and pressing a quick kiss
"He is not the Velaryon who took my eye. Where is his brother?"
"Aemond!" Rhaena hissed, walking quickly to catch up with him.
